The land boundary, the Central Plains, Hangzhou, the land of the West Lake, is beautiful and picturesque, and I don't know how many literati have come here throughout the ages, leaving a lot of ink treasures. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On top of this West Lake, the most famous is the well-known Ten Views of West Lake. It is divided into spring dawn at Su Causeway, remnant snow on the broken bridge, autumn moon on the Ping Lake, orioles in the willow waves, clouds inserted into the twin peaks, moon in the three pools, fish viewing in the flower port, evening bell in Nanping, sunset on Leifeng, and wind and lotus in the courtyard.

Seven of the ten views of the West Lake, Leifeng sunset, located on the south shore of the West Lake Lake behind the Jinshan Temple on the top of the Lei Feng of the sunset mountain, there is a pagoda, because of the sunset plated tower, the Buddha's light is famous.

There is a famous saying: Cuiying Thunder Peak is in the evening, and Wu Yue chases the smoke and clouds in the autumn.

It has the name of the poem: the sunset is full of thunder peaks, the sky is full of clouds, the clouds and shadows are clear and the water ripples, the ripples are patting the shore and the light boat passes, and the ancient tower is brilliant and thousands of people are looking forward.

There is also a name that says: the lonely tower exists alone, the bricks are all red, the vine is pulled, the verdant is lovely, the sun shines in the west, the pavilion is golden, and the mountain light is reflected, such as the golden mirror is opened, the fire beads will be attached. Although Akagi Vain is not too much.

At this time, Zhou Yan and Zhong Ling, who entered the Hangzhou region, were strolling along the West Lake, where countless beautiful poems were circulating, chatting with each other, looking at each other from afar, just like a pair of beautiful people with gold and jade, a match made in heaven, lingering.

Looking at Zhou Yan of Leifeng Pagoda on Sunset Mountain from afar, his divine sense seemed to perceive something, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Sister Ling'er, I heard that Leifeng Sunset is one of the ten views of this West Lake, although it is not the evening sunset, and there is no sunset plated tower, but since we are here, let's go to Leifeng Pagoda to have a look, you say it's good." ”

"Everything is up to Brother Zhou, it's just ...... That Leifeng Pagoda is behind the Jinshan Temple, without their permission, how can we go over to see the Leifeng Pagoda", Zhong Ling smiled, with some doubts. You know, they just killed the presiding officer of Jinshan Temple, Fahai Zen Master, how could the monks of Jinshan Temple allow them to go, even if the people of Jinshan Temple don't know that Fahai is dead, but women are not allowed to enter the temple, this, Zhong Ling is naturally clear.

"With me here, don't worry about this problem, since you agree, then let's take a look, how powerful this Leifeng Pagoda is, the group of monks in Jinshan Temple, don't worry", Zhou Yan smiled lightly, took Zhong Ling's hand, and the two of them appeared with a light that could not be seen by the naked eye, and then, the figures of the two became illusory, and finally disappeared on the edge of the West Lake, as if the two had never appeared here.

On top of Lei Feng, the highest peak of Xizhao Mountain in the back mountain of Jinshan Temple, before the pagoda, the figures of Zhou Yan and Zhong Ling, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared here.

This pagoda Leifeng Pagoda is different from the ordinary pagoda, it is a plane octagonal pavilion type system, the appearance is an eight-sided, five-storey pavilion type tower, each layer covers copper tiles, the corner is set up with copper bucket arches, the eaves are hung under the copper wind chimes, it can be said that it is beautiful, antique, and there is a layer of glazed Buddha light that the world can not see on the surface.

At this time, in front of the Leifeng Pagoda, a monk with the appearance of a young man was calmly cleaning the fallen leaves, even if he saw the sudden appearance of Zhou Yan and Zhong Ling, there was no surprise on his face, but he always gave people an indifferent feeling. This kind of indifference is not the kind of leisurely indifference, but the kind of indifference that seems to have seen through the red dust and gone through the vicissitudes of life, and this feeling makes people feel incongruous in this young monk who looks like he is only about twenty or thirty years old.

And after Zhou Yan saw the young monk who was sweeping the floor, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

"It's you. It could be you, why are you here?", Zhou Yan asked.

"Amitabha, Lord Zhou, since the last goodbye, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, I didn't expect your appearance to be so handsome, it really makes the little monk envious", after being asked by Zhou Yan, the young monk finally stopped sweeping the floor in his hands, put his hands together, and said with a Buddha number in his mouth.

"Little Monk of the Ten Directions, no, now you should also be the Master of the Ten Directions. You are also very good, in just a short period of more than fifty years, you have gone from a mortal level person in the innate realm to an immortal person in the true fairy realm today, it seems that you have worked very hard in these times, you really lived up to Master Baiyun's expectations for you, I think Master Baiyun's spirit in the sky will be proud of you when he sees your achievements today", Zhou Yan praised.

It turns out that this young sweeping monk is the little monk of the ten directions that Zhou Yan once met in the Lanruo Temple, and only grew up after the death of the old monk Baiyun, but the world has changed, the little monk of the ten directions in the past has now become a monk of the Liberation Gate, a Buddhist monk, and a true immortal of the immortal level, which is really emotional, and I can't help but feel the magic of time.

"Master Zhou, you don't have to boast about the little monk, the current realm of the little monk is just the pity of the Buddha. For more than 50 years, the familiar faces of the little monk have disappeared one by one, I thought that the little monk may never see you again in this life, but I didn't expect that today, fifty years later, you are still the same as before, and the little monk can never go back to the naïve temperament of the past, it is really a creation to make people", Master Shifang sighed lightly.

"Shifang, why are you here?", Zhou Yan asked the first question when he saw the master of Shifang again.

"This is Jinshan Temple, which is the master's place of practice, and it is also the home of the little monk, and the little monk will naturally be here. However, why did you appear here with this female benefactor, Leifeng Pagoda is a pure place for Buddhism, and the female benefactor is not allowed to enter. For the sake of you and me, the little monk advises you, and asks Master Zhou to leave quickly with this female donor.

Otherwise, if the abbot knew about it, he would not be as good at talking as a little monk, and he would definitely have a complication. Nowadays, the abbot of Jinshan Temple presides over the legend that it is the reincarnation of the Arhat under the seat of my Buddha, although the little monk does not know whether this is true or not, but his cultivation is indeed very strong, more than a hundred times stronger than the little monk", said Master Shifang.

After more than 50 years, although Zhou Yan does not know what Shifang has experienced in these times, Shifang at this time has indeed washed away his stubborn heart and grown into a Buddhist monk who can take charge of himself, educate the world, and be a true Buddhist monk, this is the price of growth and maturity.

And in the eyes of Shifang, in fact, such a so-called growth, the so-called maturity, is what he doesn't want at all, if he can choose, he would rather be a child all the time, and would rather that he and his master did not pass through the dilapidated righteous mountain villa on that stormy night for more than fifty years, so that the great Baiyun Master who has always treated him like a father will not die tragically in the hands of zombies.

It's a pity that the past has passed, and this is a fact that Shifang cannot change.

"The reincarnation of the Arhats of Western Heaven Buddhism is a bit interesting, is it ...... Shifang, I don't know what the name of the abbot of Jinshan Temple is now, you are such an earthly monk, he actually let you sweep the floor here, instead of letting you preach the scriptures, it is really a waste of talents, it is really a pearl hidden", Zhou Yan said unevenly for the master of Shifang. After all, compared to the master of the Ten Directions who had intersected with him, the abbot of Jinshan Temple, who had never even heard of it, was naturally not put in Zhou Yan's eyes.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the Zhou donor is serious. Although, in fact, the little monk does have some differences and conflicts with the abbot in some ideas, but no matter how he is also the abbot of my Jinshan Temple, the Buddhism is profound, with the power of subduing demons and subduing demons, and now the pure place on this side of Hangzhou is caused by the abbot's presiding over the force, which can be described as a deep merit, so that the heart of the little monk has to obey, the little monk is willing to be a sweeping monk here, and the abbot presides over himself.

Buddhism has a saying: sweep the floor and sweep the heart, and the heart does not sweep the empty and sweep the floor. Everyone has swept away their hearts, and there is no place in the world that is pure. The way of Buddhism lies in cultivating the mind, the way of cultivating the mind, and the way of cultivating the mind, no matter what the little monk does, as long as he sincerely worships the Buddha, and is dedicated to the Buddha, the Buddha is at ease in his heart, preaching the scriptures or sweeping the dust, nothing more than that. As for the abbot of my Jinshan Temple, the name of Fahai is for Fahai Zen Master", Master Shifang said calmly.

"Fahai, Fahai, it's really him...... Shifang, since you are sweeping the floor here, then you must know clearly what kind of role this Leifeng Pagoda behind you has", although Zhou Yan knew from the mouth of Master Shifang that the abbot of Jinshan Temple was Fahai who died in his hands, that is, Fuhu Arhat, but Zhou Yan did not explain anything to Master Shifang.

After all, although Zhou Yan and Master Shifang are old people, but more things are better than less, Zhou Yan didn't want to have any conflict with Master Shifang because of this matter, Master Baiyun, the master of Shifang Master back then, was to save himself and others and sacrifice himself to block the enemy, so that he died, it can be said that he owes Master Baiyun a life, and now he can't have any unnecessary disputes with the disciples of the former Baiyun Master and the current Master of the Ten Directions because of his own reasons.

"The little monk naturally understands, could it be that Lord Zhou Shi you came here today for this Leifeng Pagoda?", Master Shifang asked.

"You and I are friends of old friends, I naturally don't want to lie to you, today I am indeed here for the people who are suppressed in this Leifeng Tower, I hope you don't stop me", Zhou Yan said lightly.

"Master Zhou, do you know who is being suppressed in this Leifeng Pagoda? Could it be that even if there are heinous sinners inside, do you have to save them, and are you willing to bear the consequences of releasing her in your heart", Master Shifang asked.

"You and I naturally know in our hearts, in fact, she is not an evil thing, or a demon stream, presumably with your cultivation, you should be able to see that she does not have any sinful karma, although Fahai is jealous and hateful, but her mind is extreme, and she has entered the evil path, and she is not a great monk. However, I don't think you should be such a person, and the little monk of the Ten Directions in my memory is not such a person," Zhou Yan said.

"Hahaha, after sweeping the ground for so many years, it seems that the old man still understands the little monk", hearing Zhou Yan's words, Master Shifang's expression was calm, he laughed, and casually threw the broom in his hand aside, as if he was relieved.

"You are really still the little monk of the Ten Directions in my memory, you have never violated the way of Buddhism in your heart, neither I nor Master Bai Yun have misjudged you", Zhou Yan looked at the rejuvenated Master of the Ten Directions, and smiled slightly.